TITLE    : My 40th Birthday Present
STORYID  : my-40th-birthday-present_2004
SUMMARY  : His lover spoiled him with sexual delights.
AUTHOR   : Wolf Bennington@lit
DATE     : 2004-04-04
CATEGORY : exhibitionist-voyeur
FLAGS    : h
TAGS     : |none|


Some men have all the luck &#x2013; and some have none at all. Recently I had my fortieth birthday and as I look back at it I realize that the choices I've made in life determined what kind of day it would be. This is a story of how it was&hellip; and how it could have been, if only I'd changed just a few choices.



I woke up about seven, which is typical for me. The bed beside me was empty because my wife works at night and she wasn't home yet. She should have been coming in right about that time but often stays after her shift is over to make sure things are done right. The fact that it was my birthday would in no way distract her from the commitment she holds to her work. My son woke up a few minutes after I did, full of energy like every eight year old. Once the dogs heard him moving around they too came to life and I had to roll out of bed to let them out.



By eight-fifteen I had breakfast made and went to tell my teenage daughter. She grumbled and acknowledged the concept of food. My wife had arrived home around eight and had headed straight to bed. At that point no one had so much as said, "Happy Birthday" to me. After cleaning up from breakfast and then taking a shower, I took the kids to the hardware store followed by the grocery store. We had lunch out but it was nothing spectacular. Back home I unloaded the truck and put away the groceries. I had about an hour after that to relax before I started cooking dinner &#x2013; my own birthday dinner.



When my wife got up she almost helped with dinner some, but ended up just setting the table. After dinner I actually left she and my daughter to handle cleaning up while I spent a few minutes relaxing in my office. Before long it was time to put my son to bed and kiss my wife goodbye as she headed out to work again. What a day&hellip; Some would call it a nightmare. I wouldn't. I've always had good control over my dreams and rarely, if ever, have bad ones. It occurred to me that my day could well have been a dream and all I had to do was wake up&hellip;



The warm wetness that was sucking hard on my stiff cock was what finally brought me fully awake. My lover, Mary, knew that I'd always had the fantasy of being awakened by an aggressive blowjob and she was making my fantasy come true as an early birthday gift. I don't mean early because it was before my birthday, but early because the bedside clock showed barely seven a.m. I groaned at the pleasure her tongue, lips and throat were providing to my manhood, and then lowered a hand to the back of her head, giving her a gentle push for three reasons: one, to let her know that I was fully awake, and two, to let her know how bad I wanted her to take my entire length into her mouth and throat, and three, because she loves it when a guy pushes her head down on his cock, forcing her to take more. She's quite good at it and is proud of her ability. At that point the only thing she'd never done orally was let me cum in her mouth. As great as her blowjobs were, she just couldn't get over that hurdle.



As it was morning and I'd been slow waking up; it was another ten minutes before I even got close to cumming. During that time, sweet Mary's energy and aggression never lessened, and in fact, she was nice enough to shift her body around so that I could play with her wet shaven pussy while she continued to suck and stroke me. Once my orgasm rolled in though, it came on quick and deep and I had to warn her lest she get a mouthful that she didn't want. That was when she surprised me with my next present: she never slowed down and even more enthusiastically sucked my cock, her hand stroking in time with her bobbing head as her other hand gently squeezed my swollen ball sack as if to massage the cum out. Within moments of my having told her that I was going to cum, thick ropes of hot sticky jism flowed from within me, and to my delight, my Mary sucked it in, swallowed and sucked some more. When I was sure I was drained empty, she sucked hard and milked my length with one hand, earning another drop or two in the process.



When she was sure my orgasm had passed, she popped her mouth off my slowly wilting cock, looked up at me and smiled. "Happy Birthday, baby," she said &#x2013; and I wondered if she knew she had that stray drop of cum on her bottom lip.



"Thank you," I replied with a smile of my own. "You've made my day already."



"That's good to know," she replied as she cuddled up next to me and leaned into me for a kiss. Her mouth tasted like my cum, but I'd eaten that out of her before and it didn't bother me. After our tongues had swirled around each other and our lips finally parted, she continued with what she was saying. "But this is just the beginning. I have a whole day of surprises and pleasures planned for you."



"I don't know what to say or how to thank you," I told her.



"Oh, I know how you can thank me," she said with a smile. And with that, she got up on her knees and straddled my head, feeding me her wet womanhood. It was with great delight that I stretched my tongue up into her cunt as far as it would go as she rocked her hips back and forth on my mouth, throwing her head back in pleasure as my tongue slid in and out of her, crossing her clit with every stroke back and forth that her rocking hips caused.



With both my hands on her ass, I forced her pussy harder against my face and sucked her clit into my mouth, holding it there with my lips and flicking it hard and fast with my stiffened tongue. Within just a few minutes she came the first time, and within five minutes she'd enjoyed three orgasms. My wet finger probing her tight ass helped her along. She loves having her backdoor fingered, tongue, kissed, etc. After she came down from her third climax, she pulled away and moved back down beside me. We enjoyed another deeply passionate exploring kiss, and it was her turn to taste her juices in and on my mouth, just as I had a few minutes ago.



"Stay here," she said, after our kiss. "I have something to bring you."



"Okay," I replied. After all, if this sex goddess wanted me to stay in bed naked, who was I to argue? She'd already given me more in the past half hour than I'd ever had for any birthday before in my life. With great pleasure I watched her climb out of bed &#x2013; and I have to say that I thoroughly enjoyed the view of her five foot ten inch tall athletic body. She's no skinny model type &#x2013; thank goodness. Instead, she's healthy, curvaceous and takes great delight in the affect her body has on me.



Staying butt-naked, Mary pranced out of the bedroom and headed down the hall. I put my hands behind my head, laid back and reveled in the afterglow of a great orgasm. A few minutes later I had to sit up as my darling lover walked into the bedroom carrying a breakfast tray. On it was a plate with pancakes and bacon, accompanied by a side plate of English muffin, a cup of orange juice and a cup of coffee. As I situated myself so that she could place the tray, I had to ask what was on my mind. "How did you manage to cook breakfast for me and still wake me up with a morning blowjob?"



"I got up about an hour ago," she replied with a smile. "I cooked breakfast and put in the oven to keep warm so that I could come back here and wake you up the way I knew you'd most enjoy."



"How thoughtful of you," I smiled. "You did some planning, eh?" My answer was her smile. "But what are you going to have for breakfast?" I asked her.



"I had a protein shake for breakfast," she grinned, referring to the load of cum that I had fed her. "I have some coffee out in the kitchen and I'll get an English muffin too."



"You'd better eat more than that," I said with a smile. "You're going to need your energy today if this morning's wake up call was any indication."



She smiled a huge devilish grin and leaned in to give me a kiss. "YOU are the one who'd better eat your breakfast. You'll need more energy today than I will!" With that declaration, she strode back out of the bedroom and back down the hall. Grabbing the remote, I turned on the television to a news channel and enjoyed learning what was going on in the world as I ate the delicious breakfast that my lover had so wonderfully prepared for me.



While I was eating she came back in and headed into the bathroom. I heard the shower start and knew what was going on. Her morning showers usually take about thirty minutes because she has those wonderfully long legs that she shaves nearly every day and she keeps her pussy shaven smooth as well. It's always a delight to taste those smooth lips, especially when they are wet and swollen with desire. By the time she was done with her shower I was finished with my breakfast and it turned out that the timing was perfect.



"You finish eating yet?" she called from under the hot water spray.



"Yep," I replied loudly.



"Come get in then," she ordered. Hmmm&hellip; a beautiful naked woman, freshly shaven, clean and calling to me. This was definitely a good thing. Setting the breakfast tray on my bureau, I headed into the bathroom. She was still in the shower and was holding the shower door open for me. The shower is quite large &#x2013; about five feet square and we both fit quite comfortably in it. As I stepped in, she closed the door behind me and reached up to grab the showerhead. I stood there waiting for her next command only to find out that there wasn't any.



Lovely Mary sprayed me down and then used an already lathered washcloth to begin washing my body. If you've never had anyone give you a bath, you haven't lived. My lover very carefully scrubbed me clean, paying attention behind my ears (as if I was a little boy), between the cheeks of my butt (that was kind of embarrassing) and all around my cock and balls (that felt pretty good). When she was sure I was clean, she rinsed me thoroughly and then had me stand with my back against one of the sides and my foot up on the small seat that is built into one corner. I watched as she knelt before me and grabbed my shaving cream. I keep my balls shaved, because she prefers them that way for oral sex, but I've never had anyone else ever shave them. That was apparently her intention and I trusted her enough to stand and enjoy her touch as she did what she needed to do.



First came the application of the shaving lotion. The gel was cold at first but as it expanded to a thick lather it felt pretty good &#x2013; especially since her soft touch was rubbing it all over my nutsack and around the base of my growing cock. When she was satisfied with the lather job, she grabbed my razor and began VERY carefully shaving my scrotum. She stroked the razor over the smooth skin from nearly every direction, her free hand moving my balls back and forth, up and down as necessary so that she could insure a full and complete close shave. That done, she shaved down the base of my erection, which was by then throbbing hard, making sure that there would be no stray whiskers to poke her most private parts as our bodies slammed together at whatever point later in the day.



Apparently satisfied with the shave job, she grabbed the waterproof clippers that we keep in the shower, set the head at a quarter inch and began to trim my pubic patch. By the time she was done, my whole body was clean and my private parts were prepared for presentation. So far, I'd been awake less than two hours and it had already been a day to remember. Mary told me to me shave my face and then to stay under the hot spray and relax while she got out to dry off. Who was I to argue? When she had dried herself off, she told me to turn off the water and step out. I did, and she rewarded my obedience by drying me off with one of our overlarge soft teri-cloth towels.



As she dried my body I had to ask, "So what else is on our agenda today?"



"Well," my sexy lover replied, "we're going to go shopping this morning followed by lunch out at the restaurant of your choice."



"Sounds good so far," I smiled down at her as she knelt to dry between my legs, carefully rubbing my sack and gently stroking the towel over my engorged cock.



"Then we're going to visit a friend of mine this afternoon," she continued.



"A friend?" I interrupted.



"She's a masseuse," Mary said. "Part of your birthday present is a full body massage." I was loving this. Maybe I could have more fortieth birthdays?



"Sounds great so far," I said cheerfully.



"Then we're going to an early movie followed by dinner at a restaurant I picked out, and then we'll come back here for the evening," Mary said as she stood up and put the towel on the rack. "I have another surprise for you at that point and then we have the rest of the evening to ourselves." She grinned that devilish grin, made all the more so because we were both naked and I was rock hard. "Does that all sound good to you?"



"It all sounds wonderful," I said with a big grin. "But can't we start out with some more time here?" I asked her. She knew what I wanted. My erection was so hard that my cockhead was purple and my shaft was bouncing with every beat of my heart. I reached out to tweak one of her nipples and she batted my hand away.



"Not right now, sweety," she said with a smile. "You'll get all you want&hellip; all you can handle later." With that she stepped out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom to get dressed. I followed along and did the same. Even watching Mary get dressed turns me on. The matching bra and thong set that she put on were a leopard print that was almost translucent. I could clearly see her nipples, especially since they were erect, and if I looked closely, I could see the cleft of her sex behind the thin material of the thong. Over that she pulled on a skirt that was about long enough to reach the middle of her delicious thighs, with a soft sweater pulled on top. She wore her hair down with a mild curl to it, no stockings &#x2013; they aren't necessary since she has GREAT legs and a good tan &#x2013; and some slip on flats. She's nice enough not to wear heals when we go out because we're the same height and any heals she wore would make her that much taller.



For my part I dressed in a pair of comfortable jeans, a short sleeve polo shirt, ankle socks and my favorite walking shoes. I'd been shopping with Mary before and I knew how far we'd walk. If I guessed right, she'd find the biggest mall within an hour's drive and we'd spend several hours walking the length and width of it several times over. I didn't mind though. Usually it meant that she was trying ton clothing of all sorts &#x2013; from sexy underwear (she excels at this) to casual cloths to business attire to formal evening gowns &#x2013; and I got to see her in all of it to give her my opinion. I was counting on our longest stop being at Victoria's Secret because she loves shopping there so much, and I love giving her my opinion on the collection of skimpy undergarments that she'd try on.



I was almost right and really wrong about our destination. It took us about an hour and a half to drive to the "shopping center" but I was really surprised to find out that it was an adult oriented strip mall. With about a dozen stores selling everything from clothing to books to games, I wondered how long we could shop before there was nothing new to see? Further, I was really disappointed about not going to the mall and Victoria's Secret. Mary is truly a wonder to behold while trying on clothing there.



Mary directed me to park near the middle of the shopping center, telling me that it really didn't matter since we were going to visit every store in the place. All of them were open and the signs on some of the doors showed that they were open around the clock. The first store we went into was a "Sex Superstore" &#x2013; it was about the size of a small grocery store and had aisle upon aisle of shelves holding videos, DVDs, dildos, vibrators, oils, lubes, condoms, edible underwear and more. "Are we shopping for anything specific?" I asked my lover.



"Not really," she replied with a smile. "I DO want to find a new toy (meaning dildo or vibrator), but I thought we'd just wander the store and see if we found anything new we wanted to try out or watch or whatever." Once again I found myself unable to argue. As we moved up and down the aisles I realized that Mary was one of only two women in the place &#x2013; and the other woman was a hag compared to my Mary. There were about a dozen men moving around and each one of them, at some point or another, I caught eyeing Mary's sexy body. I wondered if she knew the affect she had on these men? And I knew that she didn't think about it very much. As tall as she is and with her build, she often comes across as self-conscious about her body &#x2013; sure that most men wouldn't find her attractive. I frequently have to tell her that she's nearly insane in her thinking and that her body is every bit as voluptuous as any sex star's body has ever been.



We spent a good half hour in that big store, wandering the aisles and looking at various items. On a couple of occasions Mary picked up a dildo or vibrator, doing what she could to feel the texture, softness, firmness &#x2013; whatever it was that she was curious about with that particular item. I was surprised when she took me back to a section that had "total stimulation kits" and picked up one that had both vaginal and anal stimulators. The vaginal stimulator was essentially a seven inch vibrator that took C batteries, surrounded by a soft skin colored anatomically correct cock looking sleeve. The head of the fake cock added another inch and a half to the length of the vibrator, so that she had a toy more than eight inches long, a healthy size around and capable of vibrating. I knew it was making her pussy twitch to think about. The anal stimulator was a smaller vibrator: a five inch model that us AA batteries. The sleeve on it was essentially thin soft rubber with a six inch longer protrusion about as big around as my thumb. Obviously the intended use was to insert the six inch length and turn on the vibrator to provide the internal vibrating massage to a woman's backdoor. However, the transition from six inch protrusion to cover of the five inch vibrator was a smooth one and if the woman wanted more than six inches, she could have a little more than ten.



"I think I want to try out this one," Mary said matter-of-factly. She looked at me in a way that I knew meant she wanted my comments or approval.



"If you think it looks like fun," I said, "then let's get it." I couldn't resist teasing her a little bit though. "And I have to tell you, that cock looks like it could satisfy you pretty well, but I don't think you've ever had such a deep penetration of your sweet ass &#x2013; and to have them both at the same time, well&hellip;" I let my thought drop off, leaving her mind to fill in the blanks. And fill them in she did.



"I look forward to feeling that later," she said with twinkling eyes and a devilish grin. Holding her package, we headed up to the front of the store where we were sure to buy the requisite batteries and pay for our purchase. Over the course of the next hour we shopped more than a half dozen of the shops, picking up a few items of sexy clothing and another vibrator along the way. This vibrator was different though: it was a strap-on butterfly type vibrator with a radio remote control. What did all that mean? It meant she could put this vibrator on and wear it under her clothing &#x2013; and the remote allowed me to control how fast the little thing vibrated on her clit. It was proving to be one hell of an interesting day!



By the time we'd left, Mary was the proud owner of a new one-piece sheer black cat suit that had holes strategically placed around each nipple and throughout the groin. She had also purchased a pair of fishnet stocking thigh-highs, a demi-bra and a high cut thong that matched. I wondered when I'd get to see her in that set up, but had to put the thought aside, at least somewhat, to drive.



We headed to lunch at a nearby restaurant. She'd told me that I'd get to have lunch at the restaurant of my choice, and I picked Ruby Tuesday's. Mostly I liked it for the strawberry shortcake desert, but the entrees were enjoyable as well. Before we got out of the car I asked Mary if I could make special requests as part of my birthday. She said yes and that she would do anything I asked if it would make my birthday more enjoyable. Happy to hear that, and with a huge grin on my face, I told her what I wanted.

<hr pg="2" />"Slide your panties off," I told her. "And put on that strap-on butterfly vibrator. I want you to wear it throughout lunch and the movie." Her eyes widened in shock and she opened her mouth to protest, but I cut her off. "&hellip;ANYTHING I ask to make my birthday more enjoyable, remember?" I said, repeating her own words back to her. Recognizing that she had indeed just said that very thing, she laid the seat back and squirmed out of her thong panties. I got a quick look at her shaven cunt &#x2013; but it was enough of a look to see that she was nicely wet. She was enjoying this more than her attempted protest would lead me to believe. It took her several minutes to get the butterfly vibrator strapped on and in place, but when she got it adjusted, the little nubs were sitting directly over her clit.



Sitting up, she adjusted her skirt, handed me the remote and asked, "Happy now?"



Without answering at first, I pushed the slider bar on the remove from the OFF position to the FAST position. The small sound of the thing vibrating in her crotch reached my ears as her louder moan escaped her throat. The immediate sensation surprised her and apparently felt so good that she needed to brace herself, reaching out to hand on to the door handle and the dashboard. Easing the slider bar slowly back down to OFF, I replied, "Yep. I'm happy now. Let's go eat lunch." The look she gave me was one of mixed appreciation, anticipation and scorn. But overall I knew she was going to love this &#x2013; and already was to some extent.



Not used to the strap on device, Mary walked just a little funny across the parking lot and into the restaurant where I asked the hostess to seat us in as secluded a space as possible. I told her that it was my birthday and we needed some quiet time alone. The hostess smiled, said she understood and guided us to a four person booth near the back and in a corner. Due to the floor plan of the place, we were out of sight of most of the rest of the patrons and very near the kitchen.



Our waitress approached us almost immediately and took our drink order. As soon as she'd gone away, I slid the slider-bar on the remote control up just until I heard the electronic click in it that meant it was activating the toy Mary was wearing. The effect was much like it had been in the car: Mary's eyes got wide, she sat back forcefully and her thighs spread just a little. Within a couple of seconds she'd adjusted to the small buzzing on her clitoral bundle and a smile crossed her face. "You're going to keep surprising me with that throughout the afternoon, aren't you?" she asked.



"No," I answered honestly. "I'm only going to surprise you with it during lunch and only then until you've had a few orgasms&hellip; call it three."



The look on her face was delicious. A mix of delight, surprise, concern and fear. "You know how loud I am when I cum," she said back &#x2013; it was meant to be an argument about why I couldn't make her cum in the restaurant.



"So try being quiet," I said, not the least bit concerned. "Bite your lip, put a finger in your mouth&hellip; take drink or something," I said to her before continuing. I met her eyes directly and pushed the slider-bar up just a little further. "But you WILL have three orgasms before we leave this restaurant," I said forcefully. Before Mary could argue any more, the waitress arrived with our drinks, asking if we were ready to order. Seeing that Mary was incapable of answering any questions at that moment, I told the waitress that we needed another few minutes.



As the waitress walked away Mary began to squirm in her seat, the pleasure being provided from the small vibrator directly onto her clit was overwhelming and obvious. Her first orgasm was fast approaching and I knew that if I didn't make some adjustments she had three before we even got our lunches served. So, to keep things in check, I slid the slider-bar back down some, to where it was just barely providing signal for the vibrator to buzz slowly. Mary's passion lowered in response, but the look on her face was one of pure disappointment. Having lost the argument about whether or not she WOULD come in the restaurant, her problem now was that she wanted those orgasms IMMEDIATELY. Too bad &#x2013; it was my birthday and I know how much she loves to be teased.



After taking a couple sips of her drink Mary read the menu and told me what she wanted. Acknowledging her choice, I pushed the slider-bar back up and watched as she sat back once again, her thighs spreading just a little wider and her eyes almost closing as the pleasure moved from her pussy to spread throughout her body. When I saw the waitress approaching I pushed the slider-bar up just that much more, making Mary close her eyes completely in pleasure as her first orgasm quickly built within her.



The waitress was beside our table asking if we were ready to order before Mary realized anyone else was there. Her eyes opened wide and she opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't &#x2013; because I'd just pushed the slider-bar up a little more. As I answered the waitress, telling her what we'd like for lunch, Mary's first orgasm washed through her. The look on the waitress's face was priceless as she realized that Mary was having an orgasm but seemed to be doing so without any stimulation at all. Was this another reenactment of an orgasm like the one Meg Ryan did in a restaurant in a movie? If so, it was one hell of a good acting job.



Mary's uncontrollable moans and groans &#x2013; and the pumping of her hips as her orgasm pulsed through her pussy gave away that this wasn't fake. The waitress looked from Mary to me, back to Mary and then back to me. I smiled. She smiled. As Mary's orgasm began to fade, the waitress walked away to put our order in.



"That was so mean," Mary said when she had caught her breath enough to speak again.



"And you loved it," I added with a huge grin.



"Yes I did," she finally admitted. "It felt so dirty and erotic to be having an orgasm in front of a total stranger &#x2013; even another woman &#x2013; in a public place. My pussy is drenched and my clit is buzzing&hellip;" Her words faded as I lowered the slider-bar once again until she was just getting enough vibrations to keep her pussy interested.



"Want to have a little more fun?" I asked her devilishly.



"I'm almost afraid to," she said with a smile. She knew that I took great delights in pushing her limits, but we both knew that she loved it when she found a new boundary to cross that she'd have never thought herself capable of crossing.



"Well if you do," I said quietly, "pull your skirt up your thighs just a bit. Not so that you're exposed, but so that you're just barely NOT exposed."



"Why?" Mary asked me.



"You enjoyed that public orgasm with the waitress standing here," I answered her. "Would you enjoy it more if she could almost see your pussy convulsing as you came?"



"Not almost," Mary answered me honestly. She quickly adjusted her skirt so that the waitress could look down and see all of her legs, but not quite see her shaven pussy with the butterfly vibrator strapped onto it. As a reward to her for being so daring and exploring new limits, I pushed the slider-bar back up some and heard her moan as her body reacted. What I was counting on happened almost immediately. Mary sat back forcefully against the booth seat and her thighs spread just enough to open her pussy some. Where her skirt had covered her before, her thighs had now moved it and her sweet shaven cunt was now fully exposed. If she didn't realize it and cover it up, the waitress would get an unobstructed view the next time she came around.



To make a long story short, when she brought us our food the waitress got to see Mary enjoy another orgasm with the view of Mary's pulsating pussy unobstructed. Neither of us said a word as the waitress stood and looked directly into Mary's crotch as Mary rolled through another intense orgasm. The only sounds were those of Mary's groans, the squeak of her naked thighs moving against the vinyl of the booth seat and the soft buzz of the vibrator on her clit.



When the second orgasm had passed, I pushed the slider-bar back down and left it there for the remainder of our lunch. Only after we'd both eaten our fill did I begin to push it back up some more and I was delighted to note that Mary hadn't adjusted her skirt at all. Our waitress continued to check on us regularly trying not to appear as if she was just coming around to check out my Mary's sweet naked pussy.



Just as Mary's third orgasm was beginning to build, I heard the sounds of the wait staff clapping in unison just inside the kitchen doors. I knew what was coming and I wanted Mary to be cumming at the same time. Quickly I pushed the slider-bar as far up as it would go and was rewarded with the sights and sounds of Mary nearly convulsing in the seat as her already sensitive clit was assaulted by the high-speed vibrations of the toy buzzing on its highest setting. Mary couldn't stop herself from bucking and moaning as her clit was deliciously tortured by the butterfly vibrator and she was all but oblivious as about a dozen waiters and waitresses approached our table, following our waitress who was carrying a small cake with a single candle. Well, we had told them that it was my birthday and this was pretty much standard in restaurants today.



The six men and women did all they could to sing their rendition of "Happy Birthday" as they all kept clapping and strained to look into Mary's spasming cunt. Our waitress would be a hit for the rest of the day with her fellow workers, I was pretty sure. She'd undoubtedly told them about the hot woman in the back booth who was wearing a vibrator and kept cumming unashamedly. Even though Mary knew they were there and watching &#x2013; or because Mary knew they were there and watching &#x2013; her orgasm was more intense than normal, forced along by the high-speed buzzing of the vibrator on her almost painfully swollen clit. In fact, the wait staff finished singing before Mary finished cumming, and all of us waited for her groans and thrashing to diminish. When it began to subside, I pulled the slider-bar down some and let her catch her breath. Only then did she open her eyes wide and realize that seven of us had been watching her &#x2013; seven men and women had enjoyed seeing her sweet shaven sex as it came and drenched the seat beneath her &#x2013; seven men and women were still looking at the slick insides of her thighs, now spread wide by the voracity of her last orgasm &#x2013; seven men and women staring blatantly at her spread pussy, it's swollen lips still twitching with the after throws of the climax.



Without missing a beat, and showing no shame what-so-ever, Mary sat up, leaving her thighs spread wide, and thank the wait staff for treating us so well. Picking up a knife she cut the small cake into two pieces and served one of them onto my plate. The wait staff got the hint &#x2013; knew the show was over &#x2013; and began to wander away. Only our waitress was left. Looking up at her, Mary asked, "Yes?"



"I was wondering if there was ANYTHING else that I could do for you this afternoon?" the young lady said. I had been so caught up in Mary that I hadn't previously noted how attractive this woman was. Right around twenty years old, she was about five and a half feet tall with a slim but athletic body, dark brown hair, twinkling green eyes, and saucy tits that looked to be about a C-cup. I wasn't sure if she was interested in both of us, just me or just Mary, but given the lust that was showing in her eyes, I had to guess that she was more interested in Mary.



With a big smile on her face, Mary said, "No thank you, sweety. But maybe we'll come back for dinner some night soon."



The waitress looked disappointed for only a minute before replying, "Okay. Well, my name is Beth and I'd love to serve you any time." It was obvious that she didn't mean "serve" in the restaurant sense. She was offering to play with us &#x2013; or more specifically with Mary.



"Thank you," Mary said with a smile. "We'll be sure to keep that in mind and I can almost promise you that we'll be back." Looking quite happy with that response, the waitress turned to walk away and it was then, again a little late, that I noticed how nicely her ass was shaped. We would definitely have to come back again.



Finished with our desert cake, Mary and I left a big tip and headed out for the car. Opening her door for her on the passenger side, I leaned to kiss her and let my hand wander up her skirt as I did. In the middle of the parking lot I knew that my hand had pulled her skirt up above her wet cunt, because I pushed two fingers into her as my tongue explored hers. She pushed me away with a playful slap telling me to get into the car before I got us arrested for indecent exposure.



Once seated I told her it was okay to remove the vibrator for now, but that we might need it again later. She smiled at me with a questioning look in her eyes, but didn't ask me what I meant. As I pulled out of the parking lot I could see her out of the corner of my eye &#x2013; pulling her skirt up to her waist and lifting her ass up off the seat so that she could remove the straps. When she got it off she laid her seat back and left her skirt pulled up. Reaching down between her legs she spread her pussy lips apart and told me to look at her clit. It was swollen to almost three times its normal size &#x2013; red and sensitive from the constant stimulation of the vibrator throughout lunch. With the tip of one finger, Mary gently touched it and I was amazed to see her whole pussy jump &#x2013; her lips clamping together as her pelvis rocked up &#x2013; almost as if her sex was trying to grab at the air to find anything to pull in and fill its need. She did it again as I watched and this time she moaned at the contact. Saving the rest for later, she pulled her skirt back down and lowered her butt into the seat. She sat the seatback up straight and told me where to do next.



Mary's masseuse friend turned out to live near the harbor. Her name was Cindy and she apparently ran a rather exclusive massage therapy business out of her condominium overlooking the business district that fronted the water. In the lobby we had to sign in with the security guard and near the elevators we had to call up to Cindy's condo to announce ourselves. "Come on up," Cindy said through the intercom and moments later we were in the elevator on our way up to the 22nd floor.



During the ride up Mary told me that Cindy was going to give me a full body massage with hot oil and a muscle relaxant ointment. She added that I would have to get naked, wear a towel and do what Cindy told me to do. With that, she told me that she'd be back when my massage was complete, or in about an hour, whichever came first. I was surprised at her last remark because I had expected her to stay with me. Leaving me naked with a female friend of hers wasn't something that I expected. She saw the look on my face and told me to relax. She giggled and assured me that Cindy wouldn't bite &#x2013; unless I asked for it and enjoyed it.



When the elevator opened I kissed Mary, who obviously wasn't getting out, and stepped out into the opulent lobby of the 22nd floor. "Down here," a sweet female voice called to my left and when I turned to look I saw a gorgeous blond standing in one of the condo doorways. She was wearing a white teri-cloth robe and I immediately knew that something was up. I turned to look back at Mary just in time to see the huge grin on her face before the elevator doors slid shut.



Walking down to Cindy, I felt self-conscious and unsure of myself. It's not a feeling I'm used to but I recognized it as a reaction to not knowing what was going on. Cindy helped me along though &#x2013; and proved she was worth whatever Mary had paid her for the massage.



"Come on in," she said, extending her hand. "I'm Cindy and you must be Frank."



"That's right," I replied, taking her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you." Cindy closed and locked the door behind us and led me into what was supposed to be the living room of the condo. She had decorated it to serve as a massage therapy office though, and the main fixture of the room was the padded adjustable massage bench. "Bench" may not be a good word because it's really more of a bed, but beds are made for sleeping and this piece of furniture was specifically designed to facilitate a therapeutic massage.



Pointing me at a small changing area, Cindy directed me to undress and grab a towel. She told me that she had a few other things to do in preparation, but that as soon as I was changed I should make myself comfortable, face down on the massage table. I guess she could see my hesitation as I moved somewhat slowly toward the changing area. "Don't be shy," she said with a giggle. "Mary has told me plenty about you and I know you're going to enjoy this massage. Just strip down, grab the towel around you and get comfortable. I'll take care of the rest." My hesitation wasn't stemming from any amount of shyness. It was the result of the fact that I was already getting hard again and I didn't know what was supposed to happen here.



As I turned to walk into the changing area, I saw Cindy turning away as well. She moved pretty quick and the short teri-cloth robe she was wearing swished around her like a loose skirt. It swished enough that I caught a glimpse of her naked butt and felt my cock throb again. Behind the provided curtain I stripped down, hanging all my clothes, or folding them on the small bench. Taking a soft white towel from the stack available I wrapped it around my waist and silently thanked providence for the fact that I worked out. Nothing would be more embarrassing than being fat and disgusting with a hard-on as I walked out to the massage table. As it was, being fairly trim and fit was embarrassing enough given that my hard-on was making a quite noticeable tent in the towel. "Oh well," I told myself. "It's got to be something she's seen before and what does she expect prancing around in nothing but a towel herself?" Once again wondering what my freedoms were with this attractive blond.



I did what I could to get situated face down on the table, trying to keep the towel covering my ass as I got comfortable. It wasn't the biggest towel in the world though and I could feel the coolness of the air on my ass and balls as I laid there. I couldn't keep my legs clamped shut &#x2013; just because it is largely uncomfortable for men to do so &#x2013; and I immediately knew that Cindy would be getting a free look at my privates anytime she was working on my legs. Once again I told myself, "oh well," and let it go. Little did I know.



When Cindy returned, I lifted my head to see her coming across the floor and was choked by surprise. She had lost the robe and was coming toward me completely naked. Her body was as close to perfect as any I'd ever seen. She looked to be about five feet six inches tall with a firm body. I guessed her chest to be about a healthy 36-B with very light areola and erect nipples that stood out a nice dark pink. Her belly button was pierced with a small silver ring which supported a stone that appeared to be opal. Her waist and hips were nicely proportioned and her pubic thatch was trimmed very short, but not shaven. She was a natural blond and as I looked I could see that her inner lips protruded just slightly from the puffy outer ones. A soft sheen of moisture showed on those inner lips and I wondered absently if she was always wet? Or if she was excited about what was about to happen. Once again I reminded myself not to make assumptions. Mary had provided me with this massage as a birthday present but I had no clue as to what the limits were and I shouldn't find out I'd guessed wrong. Just go with the program I told myself.



"Like what you see?" Cindy asked me with a smile. As she turned in a small pirouette I looked up from her crotch to see her curved but firm ass and then her smiling face as she finished the turn and was facing me once again.

<hr pg="3" />"Love it," I answered honestly. As she stepped over closer to me I realized she was carrying two colored bottles and that steam was coming out of the mouth of the darker colored one. I had to ask. "You want to tell me what's supposed to happen here?"



"What do you mean?" she asked innocently. The question was followed by a giggle so I knew that she was toying with me. I heard her put the bottles down on a small shelf that was mounted to one side of the massage table and then I felt her hands tugging at my towel until I shifted my hips and she pulled it off.



"I mean, I expected a massage but nothing sexual," I replied, trying to sound serious. At this point I was good for anything, but I wanted to force her into telling me what I could or couldn't do.



Moving in front of me, with her pussy right in my face due to the height of the table, Cindy lifted my chin in her hand so that our eyes met. "Nothing sexual will happen," she said, sounding totally serious. "Mary has paid me to give you a full body massage therapy treatment and that is exactly what I intend to do." She could see the questions in my eyes stemming from our nudity and the implications. Before I could ask, she answered. "The therapy requires you to be naked so that I can do my job, and I often find that my clients are more comfortable with their own nudity if I'm naked as well. Make sense?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. I nodded my head and she released my chin. Well, I thought disappointed, at least now I knew what the game plan was.



Nodding at my understanding, Cindy moved to begin doing her job. The steaming bottle turned out to be a strawberry scented massage oil that she used. I love a good massage &#x2013; foot rub &#x2013; back rub &#x2013; hell, anything I can get. I was very much looking forward to this full body treatment. Cindy started at my feet and it would have tickled if it wasn't so uncomfortable. I had forgotten what "deep tissue" means and could feel the discomfort as her strong hands began to separate and relax the muscles.



Cindy started with my right foot &#x2013; worked up my right calf &#x2013; and finished up (on that leg) with my thigh. To do what she needed, I had to move my thighs just slightly apart and my cock, which had just begun to relax, began to stiffen again at the thought of this lovely lady looking at my balls and whatever of my shaft she might be able to see. When Cindy was working on my right thigh, the discomfort of the massage was off-set by the contact of the back of her hands against my scrotum. She was rubbing the inside of my thigh in a circular pattern and her hands were brushing against my balls in a fairly regular fashion. The room was warm so my sack was sagging, but my cock was growing stiffer by the moment. I was almost disappointed when she finished with my right leg.



Moving over to my left foot, she repeated the process, and my erection grew some more as I felt her eyes looking up between my legs once again. Maybe she really wasn't &#x2013; and maybe she saw enough naked men that she really didn't care &#x2013; but my manhood was feeling the weight of her eyes, probably because my imagination was running wild.



Finished with my left leg Cindy moved to stand beside the table on my right side and began to massage my butt. Most folks don't think about it, but the gluteus maximus is the largest muscle group in the human body. Cindy used both hands, and her elbow, to relax the right half of my ass before moving around to the other side and doing the same to the left cheek. I spent a lot of that time feeling my cheeks being spread as she massaged and having the most private part of your body so blatantly exposed really gets your attention. I was silently thankful for the thorough cleansing that Mary had given me in the shower, as well as for my deodorant and cologne. Cindy's fingers passed awfully closed to my puckered brown hole and I had to question her statement about nothing sexual in this massage. When she announced that she was finished with my "derriere" and moved away without any stimulation to my backdoor, I assumed that she had been serious and I was making up my own misunderstandings. What happened next, didn't help me out.



I heard some movements and metal against metal sounds and I raised my head to look back and down the sides of the massage table. Cindy was mounting two pedestals on each side of the table right about where my hips were. "What's that for?" I had to ask.



"You'll see&hellip;" she giggled. "Or more accurately, you'll feel. Now put your head back down and relax." I obeyed and she continued on with her work. I heard her moving around and some shuffling of bottles. The scent of strawberries was strong in the air and I wondered if that was her normal oil or if Mary had told her that I had a fondness for strawberries. Strawberry shortcake is my favorite desert, and I love to lick strawberry cream from Mary's&hellip;



What was going on here? I felt the whole table shift as if Cindy had climbed on. And moments later I learned that she had done exactly that. I realized it when I felt her thighs on the backs of mine and the moistness of her sex settle against my ass. Her very short pubic hair tickled and pocked my butt cheeks as she moved to position herself for the remainder of the massage &#x2013; for my back half anyway. Nothing sexual about this? My mind raged and my cock sprung to attention. Nothing sexual my ass. She was playing games. Did Mary put her up to this? Only time would tell.



As Cindy began to work on my back, from her position straddling my butt, her pussy moved in a regular motion against me&hellip; I could regularly feel her pubic hair as it scraped, poked or tickled my skin, and the moisture that seemed to drip from her thin inner lips was smeared around by her puffy outer lips. My every thought was about how different things would be if I was laying on my back, but the pressure of her body on my body and the combination forcing my hard cock into the vinyl of the massage table made things damned uncomfortable.



It took quite a few minutes for Cindy to work my back and those minutes were agonizing. Not only is the deep tissue massage pretty uncomfortable on the back, but it was torturous to have her wet sex slapping and rubbing against me constantly. I could feel my cockhead oozing precum onto the surface of the massage table and I knew that pretty soon she was going to tell me to roll over. What then?



Within moments that order came, but I wasn't prepared for it. I felt her climb off the table and then looked up to see her standing directly in front of me. That put her wet pussy right in my face. She was literally dripping wet. Her inner lips were enlarged and bright pink. Her outer lips were swollen and puffy red from having been rubbed against my ass. The insides of her thighs were shiny with her juices &#x2013; the juices that she'd moved so as to rub all over her pussy and thighs. It was all intentional I realized. Was this part of the massage? As she stood there in front of me, her pussy on display, she told me to roll over. The moment of truth had somewhat arrived. I was rock hard and oozing precum. If this wasn't supposed to be sexual, I was going to be quite embarrassed. If it was, then things were going to get out of hand. I knew which way I was hoping things would go. I hadn't moved fast enough and Cindy felt the need to reassure me.



"Come on, come on," she said with a smile in her voice. "I've seen them all. Big, long, small, short, fat, thin, big head, little head&hellip; soft and hard&hellip;  if you have something I haven't seen before, I'll let you know."



"Okay," I thought. "The challenge is thrown out there&hellip;  see what she has to say and do." With that thought, I rolled over, feeling my cockhead smear my precum even more against the massage table. Then I was on my back with my shaft pointing skyward &#x2013; all about seven inches of it &#x2013; swollen and stiff &#x2013; with a glistening bulbous head due to the precum that was all over it &#x2013; and a pair of relaxed shaven balls. As I looked up at Cindy, upside down now due to my position, I realized two things. I could almost see INTO her cunt and there was a look of total lust and surprise on her face.



"Wow," she said as she stepped around the table. "There's one I've never seen before." I felt her hand reach out to grasp my length and I gasped at the intense pleasure of such a simple contact. "Mary said you had a nice cock, but damn&hellip;" Her words trailed away and I found out immediately why&hellip; because she couldn't talk and suck dick at the same time. Not sexual, eh? She had been playing games with me.



Cindy was quite skilled at giving head and there was nothing relaxing about the way she went about it. Her hand aggressively stroked the full length as it came out of and then went into her mouth. She bobbed her head vigorously and I could feel my swollen knob banging into the back of her throat on every down stroke. It was quite the glorious sensation and not a bad sight to see either. Enjoying the "massage", I relaxed and let her suck my cock for about five minutes. I knew I wouldn't cum fast, but I also knew that Mary said she'd be back in about an hour and I wasn't entirely sure how much of this had received her blessing. As my thoughts clouded from the pleasure of Cindy's mouth, I belatedly realized that this entire thing had been set up and that this was another gift from Mary: she had set Cindy up to give me an excellent back massage and then to suck me off. How thoughtful of her. But my gift was more than that as I was about to find out.



I had forgotten about everything except the overwhelming sensations of this beautiful woman's mouth on my manhood. Reality began to coalesce as she popped her mouth off my dick and climbed up so that her feet were now on those metal shelves she'd originally knelt on to rub my back. Their placement was perfect so that, as she squatted, her pussy dropped directly down to my throbbing member. As I watched, Cindy reached down to grasp my shaft, and lined up my cockhead with the dripping opening of her sex. As she rubbed the swollen knob back and forth between her inner lips, smearing her juices onto me, she looked down at me and smiled as she said, "This is a gift from both Mary and I. She wanted you to enjoy a completely uncommitted, no strings, zero effort fuck &#x2013; and I'm it. My gift to you is to fuck you to orgasm with no energy on your part&hellip;" Her hand was still working my cockhead between her pussy lips and it was distracting me from what she was saying. "I'm going to ride you until you cum and you don't have to worry about whether or not I cum, getting me pregnant, how long or how short it takes &#x2013; or anything else. Just lie there and enjoy having my cunt milk the cum out of her your cock."



What that she relaxed her legs and let her body drop so that my full seven inch shaft went from just the head rubbing in her wetness, to my balls nestled against her ass. A deep groan escaped her throat as her pussy adjusted to the penetration and a matching moan escaped mine as my cock went from cool dry air to hot wet pussy in about a tenth of a second.



Before Cindy did any riding up and down, she spent a number of minutes just grinding her pussy down onto me &#x2013; humping her hips back and forth &#x2013; and it was delightful to feel the head of my cock stirring deep inside her. As I looked up at her, I saw her eyes glaze over with pleasure and then close as she seemed to lose herself to another realm&hellip; one where only the pleasure in her pussy existed and everything else faded away.



Over the course of the next twenty minutes Cindy proved how fit she really was. I never moved as she bounced up and down on my length, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but always all the way up until only the head was still inside of her wetness and then back down until there was no more for her to take. As she rode her hands took care of her body &#x2013; when she wasn't using them to brace herself on me. I watched as she cupped and caressed her breasts. I was surprised to see how hard she pinched and pulled her nipples, turning them and stretching them until they seemed to stand out more than a half inch. I watched as she rubbed her clit hard and fast, bringing herself to multiple orgasms, all the while continuing to ride my cock. When she came on me I could feel her cunt spasm as her vaginal muscles clutched and milked my cock.



When my orgasm finally began to approach my cock swelled a little more and I guess Cindy could feel it. Her eyes opened and she smiled a sweaty smile down at me&hellip; "Yes," she groaned as our eyes met. "Pump me full of your hot cum&hellip; fill my cunt with your juice." A few seconds later I did exactly that, howling out my pleasure as my swollen manhood spit rope after thick sticky rope of cum against her cervix. When she felt my cock begin to pulse, she planted herself down on me as hard as she could, even reaching down to the sides of the table and pulling herself down even harder. My cock's never been that deep inside a woman when I've cum before &#x2013; but she seemed to like it.



Just as my orgasm was fading, I heard the door open and Mary's voice as she walked in. Seeing Cindy hunched on top of me, Mary giggled and asked, "How's my timing? Do I get a show or are you guys almost finished?" It took us a few minutes before either of us could answer.



Cindy got the words out first. With a proud smile on her face she said, "He's finished and finished well. I can feel his heat spreading inside me."



"Feels delicious, doesn't it?" Mary asked in a conspiratorial voice.



"Yeeesssss," Cindy moaned out, humping her hips some more to feel my cock stir my juices into her cunt.



Mary was standing at the head of the massage table now and bent down to smile at me. Giving me a long passionate tongue-filled kiss, she moved back up and said, "Happy Birthday again, baby."



"Thank you so much," I smiled back.



"Yes," Cindy agreed. "Thank you. Let me know anytime you need me to give him a massage." It did my ego good to hear that, but I doubted there would be another time. If we repeated the experience it wouldn't have the same intensity and would therefore lose some of it's value as a special gift.



I saw Mary look down at my crotch and I moved my eyes to follow the direction of her gaze. Cindy lifted her sex off my now-softening length and we got a good look as some of my cum fell out of her. It didn't ooze&hellip; it didn't trickle&hellip; it was a significant amount and flowed out freely &#x2013; all over my cock. Cindy was looking down as well and saw what her body had spilled onto mine &#x2013; a fair turn of events since my body had spilled it into hers. Looking back up and Mary and I, Cindy said, "Let me clean that up for you." I was expecting her to get a towel, but instead she adjusted her position lower on the table and then put her head down to my crotch. Within just a few minutes she had sucked and licked up all the cum that had fallen out of her and had cleaned my cock of most of our combined juices that had spread while she rode me. When she was done, she got off the table and gave Mary a hug and then me a quick kiss. "Let me show you to the shower," she said, and began to stride off. I had to follow quickly.



Mary came into the bathroom while I showered and we chit chatted idly. She asked if I had enjoyed the gift and I assured her that I most definitely had. I asked her what had motivated her to give it to me and she answered, "Just because." Our sex life often involved her fucking other men and I think that this was, in some small way, a way for her to say Thank You.



After I'd showered I dressed and we met Cindy at the door on our way out. She was once again wearing the white teri-cloth robe. She gave me a big hug and told me that she hoped I had enjoyed my gift. She assured me that she had and invited me back anytime Mary approved. I thanked her as well, assuring her of how much I HAD enjoyed the gift and telling her that if I was going to come back, Mary would call. Both of us had left it in Mary's control and she seemed pleased with that.



As Mary and I walked hand in hand down to the elevator, I heard Cindy close and lock the door behind us. "What now?" I asked my beautiful sexy lover.



"Now we have a movie to see," she answered me. "Then we're going to go home and&hellip; relax." The way she hesitated before she said "relaxed" made me pretty sure that relaxation wasn't on the schedule. But I also knew that whatever she had planned would be a great deal of fun and certainly enjoyable. I kept my mouth shut and was soon rewarded for that. As soon as we were in the elevator Mary pulled me into a deep embrace and my mouth was soon full of her tongue&hellip; not a bad way to be.



The movie proved a good idea. Sitting as close as the stadium seating in the theater would allow, we enjoyed a small bag of buttered popcorn and a soda. In spite of the sexual pleasures we'd both enjoyed through the day thus far, we enjoyed teasing each other throughout the movie as well. I had thought about asking her to wear the butterfly vibrator again, but I didn't want to make her pussy so sensitive that I couldn't touch it later. And I definitely planned on touching &#x2013; licking, sucking, tongue-fucking &#x2013; her shaven sex at some point later that day. Little did I know that she had something similar planned.



By the time the movie ended it was early evening and we were both hungry for dinner. Mary suggested that we get some Chinese food so as to not put something really heavy on our stomachs and I was okay with that. The added beauty of the Chinese dinner was that it was prepared quickly and easy to eat, so we'd still be getting home with plenty of time to enjoy the evening.



Forty-five minutes later we'd both eaten and were once again heading home. At the house, Mary told me to get comfortable in the family room. We'd recently purchased a large screen (62"!) plasma screen television that was a treat to watch movies on. Only once had we had the opportunity to watch a porn film on it, but it was a delight for that too. The surround sound speaker system really enhanced the moans, groans and sloppy sounds of sex when we had watched the fuck flick together. In fact, in one scene, we could hear the splattering of a guy's cum on the actresses belly at the climax of the fuck. We had both giggled at that, but I had noticed just how hot it had made Mary to see AND hear the cum shot.



Knowing exactly what she had meant by "get comfortable", I stripped down and relaxed onto the sofa. Mary had disappeared back into the bedroom and I was being patient, knowing that she had some other surprise for me. Maybe she had rented a porn video that featured some new sex act that she wanted us to try &#x2013; or more likely, wanted to surprise me with. What I got was far from what I expected, but was in no way disappointing.



Mary returned wearing a white teri-cloth robe &#x2013; and nothing else I suspected. The robe ended just below her crotch and was tide loosely so that plenty of her bosom was exposed. As always, I marveled at her fantastic legs and nice firm ass as I watched her set up the DVD player. Before turning it on, she came to sit beside me and turned to face me, our eyes meeting and hers showing a very serious look.



"What's going on?" I asked, recognizing the look on her face as my cock began to wilt.



Her face remained quite serious. "I just wanted to take a moment to talk to you about the past four years." I knew that four years covered just about all the time that we'd known each other and I wondered if this was going to be good or bad. She continued. "When we first started seeing each other I had a lot of hang ups. 'Good girls don't do this' or 'Good girls don't do that'. The problem was that I wanted to do all those things and the guilt of my desires was eating me up."



"But we've worked through a lot of that," I said. "You've learned that most of everything you wanted, or want, to do is just part of a healthy sexual appetite from a healthy adult woman. There's nothing wrong with it."

<hr pg="4" />"Right," she agreed, her face beginning to smile. "But it took a lot of patience and at least three of those years to get me relaxed with the idea of enjoying my body and not being ashamed of my desires." She paused to take a big breath and let it out before continuing. "The biggest part of my change in attitude was the constant positive outlook you had about me, my body and my fantasies. The encouragement you gave me to pursue them, to make them real, to enjoy my body in every way I wanted without any shame, is the biggest reason I am who I am today and why I manage to enjoy sex now more than I ever have before in my life."



I smiled a big smile. "It was pure torture at times," I joked with her. "But worth it in the end."



"Figuratively and literally," she replied, making reference to the fact that we'd also learned how much she enjoys anal sex during our time together.



"So what's this all about?" I asked, wondering why she'd brought this up just as she was going to surprise me with a porn film &#x2013; or so I thought.



"So I wanted to find a way to truly thank you for the help and patience you've given me. I wanted to find a way to show you how much I enjoy what you've helped me learn and do it in a way that showed you how far we've come both together and as individuals."



"Okay," I said slowly, still confused. Thinking about the DVD player and the television I asked, "So did you find a movie about a woman who explores her sexuality with help from her man or what?"



"Kind of," she grinned. "Just understand that this is my way of saying thank you to you and I hope you really enjoy it. I didn't rent this. It's yours to keep whether you like it or not; whether we stay together or not; whether we ever do any of these things or not. It's just my way of showing you how much I appreciate the sexual freedom you've helped me learn to have."



"I understand," I said seriously. Then I asked, "Are there any rules? Am I allowed to touch you or myself while we watch?" She thought about that for a minute before answering.



"You aren't allowed to touch anything," she said with a grin. "If I think you need some relief, I'll take care of it for you. K?"



"Yes, ma'am," I replied. I was sure that it would get frustrating, but I was also sure that cumming as a result of Mary's attentions was always better than cumming as a result of my own hand. With that thought on my mind, I sat back to relax and watch as Mary started the DVD player, pushing the appropriate button on the remote. As it began to play, she sat back with me and snuggled her robed body over against my naked one.



On the television screen production credits began to roll and I realized that this was a movie made by a company that I'd never heard of before. "PPG" was stylized into the company graphic followed by "XXX Productions Tailored For Individuals." It made me think that Mary had found a company where she could order a porn that would very specifically match some movie in their archives with whatever type of movie she said she was looking for. It was more than that, as I would soon learn.



On screen, a hotel room faded into focus with a king size bed in the middle of the screen. No people could be seen, but voices could be heard off camera. Within a few moments, much to my huge surprise, my Mary stepped in front of the camera and sat down on the foot of the bed. Centered in the viewing frame, Mary was wearing a black thong panty and a demi-cut bra. Her breasts were held high and her nipples were very obviously erect. Her face and neck were flushed and I thought that it might have been from being embarrassed. After all, I realized immediately, she was on camera and there were still other voices in the room. Someone was filming this for her and someone had done some editing to put it onto DVD. My sweet Mary, sitting next to me&hellip; I looked over at her and saw the big grin on her face&hellip; "Quit looking at me," she said, using her fingers to push my chin over so that I was looking back at the screen. "Watch the movie." I didn't feel any need to argue.



On screen, Mary began to talk to the camera, and through the camera, to me. "Just so you know when I'm making this, I'm in Vegas." I remembered Mary traveling out to Las Vegas several months earlier on business. "I want to give you something on your birthday that you'll never forget, and I was having a hard time figuring out what. This evening I met a gentleman who asked me if I'd ever been in a porno film, and this idea came to me. This isn't for distribution. No one will ever see it except those who helped produce it, me and you. It is my way of showing you just how far you've helped me to enjoy my own sexuality. It's my way of saying thank you for all the patience you've shown. Now sit back and enjoy the show as I show you just how much of a sexually liberated woman you've helped me to become." She started to turn away from the camera but then turned quickly back. "Oh, yeah&hellip;  and Happy Birthday. I know how much you enjoy seeing me with other men, so enjoy the show as my gift to you!"



With that she turned away to look at someone or something just off camera to the left. I heard someone say something and then Mary began to scoot back on the bed. Laying down, with her crotch facing the camera and her legs slightly spread, Mary closed her eyes and began to explore her body with her hands. This really surprised me because I usually have a hard time getting her to pleasure herself while I watch. She's always said that it made no sense to masturbate if she's got a man there that can "fill the need." But here she was on screen, obviously with men in the room (or at least I was assuming since this was a fuck film) and she was enjoying herself, by herself &#x2013; at least for the time being.



I watched as she put on a show for me&hellip; and for the men around her I realized. Her hands traveled across her chest&hellip; pinching, rolling and gently pulling on her nipples, making them stand out even more than they already were. Behind her closed eyes, I knew she was thinking about what she was about to do &#x2013; and about whatever was going to be done to her. She had taken on as many as three men at once in the past &#x2013; for her fortieth birthday &#x2013; but I wondered how many she was going to take on to give me a show for my birthday present.



I watched as one hand strayed down between her thighs&hellip; over her crotch&hellip; rubbing her pussy lips through the thong&hellip; and as her legs spread wider to allow her hand more room to move. With her other hand still tweaking her nipples back and forth, the hand between her thighs moved over and across her pussy, pushing the damp crotch of the thong more into her wetness and then pulling it up and out to rub over her lips. Her fingers eventually settled into a soft rhythm over her clit, but that soon proved to frustrating when she realized that she didn't want to be rubbing through her clothing&hellip; she wanted unlimited access.



Again I thought about the men in the room around her that I couldn't see, but I watched as she popped the clasp on the front of her bra and then lifted her hips so that she could push her thong down and off. When she pulled her knees up to her chest so that she could slide the thong off her ankles, the camera provided a terrific view of her pussy. The lips were swollen and her juices were shining off of every surface between her thighs. Even the insides of her thighs were a little wet. Throwing the thong aside, she sat up and shrugged off the bra, and then laid back down. When her back hit the bed, her thighs came off of it, as she lifted them high and wide. Her wet cunt was open and on display for the camera, and once again I had the thought &#x2013; for every man in the room to see.



Closing her eyes once again, Mary let her fingers work her body&hellip; from her stiff nipples to her wet sex, repeatedly over and across her hard clit. For several minutes I enjoyed the view of my delicious Mary pleasuring herself as she, and now I, listened to the appreciative comments from the men around her. "Look at how hot she is." "That is a sweet looking pussy. I gotta get a taste of that." "Look how firm her tits are&hellip; and how far out her nipples stand." I did manage, as I watched, to identify at least three different voices and knew that my Mary, the one on the screen, was going to enjoy a truly thorough fucking.



Having thought about "the Mary on the screen" I thought about my Mary sitting next to me. Was she enjoying watching herself as much as she enjoyed actually making the movie? I'd have to ask her about that later. Right now, I didn't want to interrupt the moment for anything. My cock was rock hard and freely oozing precum already. I was just hoping that I could hold my load until the movie was over or until Mary did something to provoke it. At that moment I felt like I could cum if a stiff breeze had blown through the room.



On screen Mary began to cum and cum hard. I watched as her face clenched up and her moans became small screams&hellip; her thighs clenched shut and then spread even farther apart than they had been as two fingers of one hand pumped her cunt and fingers of the other hand rubbed her clit at a blurry pace. I don't know if she did it for the camera or not, but when her orgasm set in and her pussy began to pulse, she pulled her fingers out and used both hands to hold her lips open. On the screen I could clearly see my lover's pussy pulsating open and closed &#x2013; her clear slick juices pumping out with every pulse.



When the orgasm had passed, she once again thrust two fingers into her sex, forcing more of her copious juices to flow out. As Mary began to work toward another orgasm, the men in the room apparently became impatient and helped themselves onto the bed. There were three of them, as I had guessed, and as I watched, two of them climbed onto the bed from either side. They were up near her head and as they positioned themselves on their knees I had a good look at their erections &#x2013; now sticking out over Mary's face.



The third guy blocked my view of Mary's wide open and dripping wet pussy as he climbed onto the bed between her legs. The camera bobbled slightly as it was moved, adjusting position so that the view of Mary, and what she was doing, was no longer blocked. To my delight, I saw the man between her legs, I'll just call him Joe, stretching out his tongue to lick her clit. Mary's fingers were holding her pussy lips open to ease his way, but as I watched, his fingers took over and Mary raised her hands up to handle the man-meat that was in her face.



The two guys that had their dicks in her face were getting treated well. I didn't have names for them either, so I'll just call them John and Jack. John had an impressive tool that looked about eight inches long and nicely thick, but Jack's was the larger of the two, probably another inch longer and fatter around. On screen, Mary took one in either hand and pulled them forward, taking turns sucking them into her mouth. Once she had each dick slick with her spit, she stroked what she wasn't sucking, but regularly moved back and forth between them to make sure neither one of them felt left out.



Next to me I heard Mary moan as she watched herself sucking those cocks, and I smiled in happiness at how much pleasure she had given and received. So much, in fact, that she was now moaning next to me as she watched herself perform and remembered how those cocks tasted and felt. I was hoping that she'd get so hungry for some more cock that she'd bend down to suck mine, but she apparently wasn't that cock-hungry yet.



On screen Joe must have been doing a good job&hellip; when the camera man panned down to show him between Mary's legs, it was easy to see that her juices were just everywhere, and the lower half of his face was shiny with her body's sex lube. Mary groaned again as she watched Joe suck her clit into his mouth, doing something that just made her body writhe with pleasure. Next to me, I heard her whisper, "He lashed my clit with his tongue at the same time he sucked hard on it&hellip; I came two or three times against his mouth&hellip;" Her words trailed away but the deep moan returned. Glancing over at her out of the corner of my eye I saw that she had one hand inside her robe, between her thighs, rubbing her pussy slowly and softly &#x2013; enjoying the touch, but not working to cum yet.



On screen, Mary had cum twice against Joe's face that I could see, but then the sounds she was making changed and I could hear one of men groaning as well. John's head was thrown back and his eyes were closed as Mary aggressively sucked his cock, stroking with her hand what she couldn't get into her mouth. I knew that she COULD &#x2013; I had seen her deep throat a nine-inch long dick &#x2013; but not in the position she was in. John's orgasm was close and I was surprised that a guy who performed in porno's was going to cum so quick. There was a reason I supposed&hellip;



As I watched, Mary took John's cock out of her mouth, pointed it at her face, and continued to stroke. Her other hand was busy on Jack's dick, which was still rock hard, but the look on his face showed that he was just enjoying the show more than the pleasure at that moment. With another few strokes from Mary's hand, John's cock began to squirt thick jets of sticky white cum. The ropes of his jism landed across Mary's face, some on her cheeks, one line across her nose, one on her forehead and one thick rope right into her open mouth. Her tongue was stuck out and I saw that thick line of cum splatter onto it before she closed her mouth, worked her tongue around and then swallowed. I knew she'd just enjoyed one of her new favorite tasty treats.



When John's cock began to soften, Mary quit stroking and smiled up at him through her cum covered face. I expected her to wipe it off, or rub it in, but she did neither. Instead, as John moved away, Mary rolled over to get on her hands and knees, and kept playing with Jack and Joe, her face covered with John's cum, as if she did it every day. Once again, from beside me I heard her whisper. "God, I wanted more cum&hellip;" On screen she was working for it.



Getting on her hands and knees, she watched Joe and Jack change places so that Joe's cock was now in front of her and Jack was lining himself up to fuck her from behind. "Yeah, do it," came the hoarse whisper from beside me as, on screen, I watched Mary reach back to spread her ass and pussy open for Jack. I knew she wanted that big cock spearing into her, and, knowing that doggy-style is her favorite position, I knew that she would (had) enjoyed it a lot. I was right.



As Jack's swollen cockhead stretched open her soaking wet pussy, Mary's body released a groan of deep pleasure and anticipation. I watched her buck her hips back at him, trying to get more of his cock into her sex, but he was an expert at the game and held her hips in his hands, only giving her as much cock as he wanted to &#x2013; teasing her by not giving her the rest. I thought Joe would be patient and wait for Mary's mouth until after Jack was in and moving&hellip; not so. While Mary was trying to get Jack to fuck her in ernest, Joe reached down to cup Mary's chin, and pulled her face up to his crotch. Eye level with Joe's decent size dick, Mary opened her mouth, offering that warm wet orifice to him &#x2013; and he accepted. But unlike Jack who was taking his time at the other end, Joe slid his dick into Mary's mouth and didn't stop until he hit the back of her throat. The camera showed another inch or so of his dick still out "in the cold" and he wasn't satisfied with that &#x2013; neither was Mary apparently. Backing off just a little, I watched the Mary on the screen close her eyes, get a concentrated look on her face, and then move forward again, sucking Joe's cock into her mouth and throat. This time I saw her throat expand and she didn't stop her downward sucking until her nose was buried in his trimmed pubic hair.



That moment was when Jack decided to fill her cunt with his monster cock, slamming it forward into her wetness &#x2013; his hips slapping into her ass, rocking her whole body forward. If Mary hadn't already deep-throated Joe, she would have been forced to at that point. But it didn't matter. Joe was already as deep into her throat as he was going to get, and Mary was absolutely lost in the delicious sensation of having her body full of cock at both ends.



Jack ground his cock into her for a few minutes and then, holding her hips even tighter, really began to give her a good fucking. As I watched, he pulled his cock out until only the swollen knob of his cockhead was still clutched between her pussy lips, and then he forcefully slammed the full length of his manhood back into her. At the other end of her body, Mary's face was clenched with pleasure from the fuck-pounding she was getting, but she hadn't lost track of the dick in her mouth. She was energetically sucking Joe, one hand holding herself up while the other stroked whatever slid out of her mouth.



This double-ended suck and fuck went on for about five minutes before anyone decided a change was needed. When it came, I wasn't surprised. On screen, Mary &#x2013; the once prim and proper missionary-only don't-enjoy-sex-too-much woman I used to know &#x2013; took Joe's cock out of her mouth to look up at him and say, "I want you to fuck my ass." He wasn't about to argue. Jack also realized what was going on and took his cock out of Mary's fucked-open pussy so that they could all get rearranged.



Joe got off the bed, followed by Mary, but Jack laid down right where Mary had been &#x2013; on his back with his thick shiny pole sticking up like a mast head. Mary got back on the bed to straddle him, and within a couple of seconds had settled herself down on his cock. It took two or three strokes but her cunt quickly readjusted to his length, accepting his manhood so that nothing but his balls remained outside of her. The camera zoomed in close on that view &#x2013; Mary's pussy riding up and down Jack's cock &#x2013; with her tight puckered asshole visible in the top part of the screen. As I watched Mary's wet pussy lips clutch and milk Jack's cock, I also saw fingers covered with a clear lubricant reach in to touch, penetrate and play with Mary's ass. It was delightful to see her hips jerk at the first cold touch of the lubricant, but it was even more exciting to see her hips push back against those fingers as they violated her back door.



We had introduced Mary to anal sex the year before and she'd taken to it as if it was her favorite desert. She enjoyed it every time we got together, and &#x2013; ever since her own fortieth birthday celebration &#x2013; she enjoyed having a cock in her pussy and another in her ass at every opportunity. On the screen, the fingers left and Joe entered the view as the camera angle widened. Mary quit moving on Jack's big dick as she prepared herself for Joe's penetration. Joe's cock was shiny as he held it aimed down at Mary's spread ass, and slowly pushed his cockhead into her tight backdoor.



The deep loud moan that emanated from the surround sound speakers let me know just how much Mary had enjoyed feeling that cock enter her ass, while Jack's was still fully buried deep in her cunt. Joe pushed more and more of his cock into her ass, pulling out a little and then pushing in more. When he too was buried balls deep, the speakers were full of sounds of moaning and groaning as all three sex participants reveled in the pleasure of their mutual union.



From next to me came the whispered, "Oh, fuck me guys&hellip;" followed by a small groan of remembered ecstasy. On screen the three of them began to fuck in ernest. A counter-rhythm was found that allowed Joe to plunge into Mary's delicious ass every time Jack was sliding out of her cunt. The effect was that she was always being filled by a cock. After every couple of minutes of stroking, they all ground together, and Mary groaned deeply at the feeling of having both of those cocks buried inside her body.

<hr pg="5" />The fucking went on, non-stop, for another fifteen or twenty minutes. On the sofa, my cock was standing tall and I had so much precum flowing from it that my balls had lines dripping across them. Mary was still gently rubbing her pussy next to me but there was no sign that she had any intention (soon) of giving me any relief.



Finally Joe got to the point of orgasm and announced it loudly. Mary began to encourage him to "cum&hellip; cum in my ass" and Jack seemed to ignore them both, maintaining his steady slamming into Mary's cunt. I half-expected Joe to pull out when he came, especially since this was a professionally produced fuck-flick, but he didn't. In fact, it was just the opposite: when his balls tightened and he began to shoot his load, he forced himself into Mary so hard and deep that she was pinned down against Jack and neither of them could move under Joe. Joe's hips jerked about a dozen times as he cock jetted hot thick globs of cum into Mary's ass &#x2013; and Mary moaned with every shot that scalded her insides.



When Joe had finished cumming, he pulled his wilting cock out of Mary's ass, and the camera got an excellent view of her well-fucked asshole as it clenched back shut, but not before a thick glob of Joe's milky white cum oozed out. With her ass full of Joe's cum, she humped herself on Jack's dick for several more minutes before some words were exchanged that were too quite for us to here as we watched the movie. As a result of those words, Mary got off of Jack and took his place on the bed &#x2013; laying down on her back and pulling her legs apart. I was pleased to see her so eager for the cunt-lashing that his cock would provide that she pulled her knees up and back almost to the point where they were touching her chest, but so far apart that her tits were actually between them. In this position, her pussy was spread wide open and pointed straight up in the air for his use. He certainly didn't waste any time getting to it.



Within a few moments he was positioned over her and sliding thick dick down into her hot box. Working her against the bed he brutally fucked her pussy, his cock slamming down balls deep and then pulling back out until his shiny cockhead was visible, only to slam his full length back down into her sex again. He repeated the motion over and over, using the bed as a spring board to force her body up as he was pistoning his shaft down. It became obvious that he didn't care about pleasuring her anymore &#x2013; at this point he was simply working for his own orgasm. In a few minutes he got his reward. As he began to cum, just as Joe had, Jack forced his length as deep into Mary as he could get it, scalding the insides of her vaginal walls with his hot cum. Her body jerked with every shot and her moaning took on the quality of a an animal overwhelmed by circumstance &#x2013; unable to decide between pleasure and pain; delight or disappointment.



When Jack finished and pulled his cock out, Mary's cunt stayed stretched open and the camera zoomed in to get a close up view as her pussy drooled cum which ran down between the cheeks of her ass and puddle on the bed beneath her. She was still holding her legs high and wide, even though the fucking was over. Then I found out what the deal was with John.



As I watched, he rejoined her on the bed, taking Jack's place between her wide-spread thighs. Having cum quickly earlier, he was now rock hard again and ready to give her some more fucking. She'd already cum more times than I had kept track of, and she had certainly received more fucking than I was capable of giving her by myself. But she was about to get more&hellip;



The movie went on for another forty-five minutes. On screen Mary got fucked thoroughly by John, and then again by Joe and Jack. By the time the movie was over, she'd had one man cum on her face, another cum up her ass, and had enjoyed four hot loads of cum as they filled her pussy. The movie itself was almost two hours long, and I figured that translated into close to three hours of steady sex given how things were edited out as the film was made.



When it was over, my balls were shiny with my precum and Mary was sighing in delight next to me. Neither of us had touched my cock but I was sure it would take next to nothing for me to cum. As the end credits rolled, Mary punched the button on the remote to turn off the television, and she turned to look me in the eyes. "Did you like it?" she asked with a devilish grin. My rock hard cock made it obvious that I had.



"You know I did," I answered her with a smile.



"I did too," she said with her own smile. "I'd like to do it again sometime &#x2013; not necessarily for a movie, but just for the pleasure of the sex."



"Of course," I agreed. "But I really did enjoy the movie and you know I'll be watching it as I stroke myself off anytime I pull my cock out."



She giggled and I felt her hand surround my waiting-to-explode cock. "I know that," she said with that grin. "Thinking about you watching the movie was part of what got me so excited with those three guys."



Wondering if I could keep from cumming for very long, especially since just the touch of her hand already had me close, I asked, "So, what is left of my birthday celebration?"



"Whatever you want," was her reply. "I know you're going to cum soon&hellip; my only question is where?" To show me what she meant, she opened her mouth and licked her lips. Then, releasing my cock, she laid back and spread her thighs to show me her thoroughly drenched pussy&hellip; and then she rolled over onto her hands and knees to show me her spread ass. Which did I want to use? I didn't fool myself. I couldn't last long enough to fuck her enough to get her anywhere near satisfied. As much as she enjoyed a good ass-fuck, that wouldn't take care of her needs either. So, the reality was that I was going to be completely selfish about getting my orgasm.



Turning her around, I put my hand on the back of her head, and with a handful of her hair, guided her mouth down onto my dick. The extreme wet heat almost immediately pushed me over the edge, but not before I felt her throat open and then contract, accepting my length as she deep-throated my shaft. Her head began to bob as one hand stroked and the other massaged my balls. Within a dozen strokes or less I felt myself begin to cum and was delighted to feel her force my cock down her throat&hellip; my cum never even touched her tongue, instead jetting straight down her throat to her belly.



"Mmmmm," she moaned when she finally released my still hard shaft, "I can feel the fire warming my belly."



I was surprised to see that my dick was not softening, but was instead still standing at attention. That made me feel good and I wanted to share it. "You want to feel that warmth spreading anywhere else?"



"Sure!" came her reply with a wide smile. I got up expecting to head to the bedroom, but wasn't going to complain as I watched her throw off her robe and get comfortable on her hands and knees on the sofa. Her ass was pointed at me&hellip; her knees were on the cushions and her elbows were on the sofaback&hellip; Her statement was simple, short and to the point. "Fuck me hard, baby. Use my cunt for your birthday and don't stop until you fucking pump it full of more cum!"



Who was I to argue?



Later than night we were snuggling in bed &#x2013; naked, sticky in some places, with Mary's cunt streaming out the cum that I had launched into her. She knew that I found it exciting when she went to bed, or anywhere else, messy from sex and so she hadn't even wiped off her thighs when she went to the bathroom. As we fell asleep, I thought about the past four years. I wondered at the changes that had occurred and where they might take us in the future. I kissed Mary and thanked her for my wonderful birthday present. When she asked what my favorite part was, I couldn't decide between the wake-up blowjob, the delightful fuck Cindy had given me, or movie that Mary had made for me. She told me that if I couldn't pick a favorite then we'd just have to do it all again next year &#x2013; albeit with different other fuck-partners involved &#x2013; so that I could try to make a choice of a favorite. I agreed that it was a good plan and then asked what she wanted for her birthday&hellip; It was still ten months away but I wanted time to prepare. She said she'd think about it and we got quiet.



Just as I was about to fall asleep I heard her mumbling something about more men&hellip; maybe three wasn't enough&hellip; and then I heard the word "gangbang"&hellip; and instantly knew what her next birthday present would be.



It's amazing how much just a simple attitude can matter in the difference between what life is, and what life could be.

